Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Zhang Fan came to Jushui Lake.

I saw that the lake was not that big, with an area of ​​about five square kilometers.

On the shore of the lake, the grass was wet with dew, giving people a very heavy feeling.

There are only two houses about a kilometer apart on the lakeshore.

The lights in one of the houses have been dimmed, so they must have taken a break.

Another house still had its lights on.

Guild president Qi Dongqiang said that the sixth-level alchemist stayed at the fisherman's house, which should be here.

Zhang Fan immediately flew towards the lighted room.

It landed in front of the house.

When he got here, he used his nano-watch to detect it, and the nano-watch said: "There is a strong Martial Saint inside."

Zhang Fan nodded.

The level of the alchemist is closely related to the level of the warrior.

Only when he reaches the Martial Emperor level can his energy be able to support the refining of second- and third-grade elixirs.

Therefore, generally speaking, second-level and third-level alchemists are at least warriors of the Martial Emperor level.

The fourth and fifth level alchemists are holy warriors.

A sixth-level alchemist can only reach the martial saint level.

This is also the reason why there are so few level six alchemists.

Currently, there is not a single sixth-level alchemist in the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Nanzhan Buzhou has a sixth-level alchemist, while Xiniu Hezhou is the best, with two sixth-level alchemists.

This is also the reason why the alchemists of Dongsheng Shenzhou have been suppressed by the other two continents for so many years.

Since there is a strong man at the martial saint level in this room, it must be the sixth-level alchemist.

Zhang Fan immediately walked towards the house.

However, just as he stepped through the door, suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger came from behind.

This is Zhang Fan during thousands of battles.

Developed combat intuition.

Although this feeling of danger came extremely suddenly, Zhang Fan did not panic at all.

In thousands of battles, he not only developed his combat intuition, but also the habit of being cautious.

It looked like he was walking towards the house without noticing anything.

But whenever he goes to a strange place, his spirit will always remain highly focused and ready to respond to emergencies.

When the extremely dangerous feeling came from behind, Zhang Fan's body flashed and he had already moved back more than ten meters.

Generally speaking, in this case, he will definitely see what is attacking him.

However, after moving out this time, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

On the contrary, the dangerous feeling behind him continued.

He didn't have time to think too much and instantly activated the Golden Body Technique.

At the same time, he jumped forward directly.

As he jumped forward, he glanced back.

Still, he found nothing.

But the feeling of danger is still there.

And when he looked forward, the feeling of danger came from behind.

When he looked behind him, that feeling came from the front again.

It was as if something extremely fast was always rushing towards him from somewhere he couldn't see.

The next moment, Zhang Fan felt a chill in his heart.

When he looked down, he saw a pale arm reaching into his chest.

Then, I felt my heart suddenly tugged, obviously being held by this pale hand.

Then, before he could react, the pale arm tugged violently.

Poof--

With the sound of blood vessels breaking, his heart was ripped out by the arm.

"ah--"

Zhang Fan screamed loudly.

He looked up at the owner of that arm.

However, he did not see the owner of the arm, only a pale arm suspended in the air in front of him.

And the end of the arm was still bloody.

You can see the exposed pale bones, and the disconnected blood vessels and tendons.

The blood was still dripping down.

It was as if this arm had just been broken off from someone's body.

Just when Zhang Fan looked at this arm, he felt a chill in the back of his head.

Then, another pale arm stretched directly into the back of his head.

"ah--"

Zhang Fan screamed again.

That arm directly grabbed the blood core from the back of Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw his pale arms, bright red blood, and his own blood core.

These two colors combine to form a strong visual impact.

At this time, two pale arms were suspended in front of Zhang Fan.

The left hand is Zhang Fan's heart, and the right hand is his blood core.

He felt a strange feeling when he looked at the hearts and blood cores on the two severed arms.

Soon, Zhang Fan's heart shrank in that arm.

Slowly shrink into a small meat ball the size of a walnut.

It continued to shrink and became the size of an eyeball.

Eventually, this little meat ball gets smaller and smaller until it becomes nothing.

And Zhang Fan's blood core is getting smaller and smaller, even smaller and smaller.

This is not disappearance in the ordinary sense.

This kind of disappearance feels like an end.

The end of all things.

The end of universal law.

This kind of ending can be summed up in one word, that is: nothing.

Watching the disappearance of these two things, Zhang Fan suddenly thought that everything would eventually be destroyed and disappear.

Even the universe will eventually disappear completely and become nothing.

This feeling of extreme despair can be described in two words: desolation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan suddenly understood: "Disciples of Nirvana Island..."

At this time, a figure appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

Pale face, long hair disheveled.

Large and messy robes.

It was none other than the disciple of Silence Island, the extremely talented alchemist, Ji Ran.

It's just that the silence at this time has no arms.

Both shoulders were bloody.

It was obvious that the arms suspended in the air were his.

"Why?"

Zhang Fan asked with difficulty.

"Obstacles must be cleared."

Jiran's mouth moved slightly, making a sound that made people despair when hearing it.

This was the first time Zhang Fan heard Ji Ran speak.

Then, the two pale arms pressed on Zhang Fan's shoulders at the same time.

Zhang Fan's body quickly melted and shrank, heading towards its final destination - death.

At this moment, from the hole in the back of Zhang Fan's head, a golden bead the size of an eyeball—it was the Spirit Bead—suddenly flew out.

This golden bead hit Jiran's head directly.

Its speed has far exceeded Zhang Fan's teleportation speed using the laws of four-dimensional space.

Even human eyes can no longer keep up.

It passed through Jiran's head in an instant.

Silent body, momentarily still.

After a while, he fell down straight.

Fell to the ground.

And his two broken arms fell to the ground helplessly.

At this moment of silence, those pale eyes were widened.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He has obviously annihilated this kid's heart and blood core, so this kid should be annihilated immediately.

Why...in the end...it was me who died?

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